Chapter 654 If heaven had not given birth to me, humanity would be like a long night
"Giggle!"
"Boom boom boom!"
The former is the sound caused by the flesh and blood connected to the spine being forcibly torn apart by external forces, and the tendons and bones being broken by huge force; while the latter is the sound caused by the giant corpse struggling violently under the river.
There is a question that Zhang Ke never quite understands.
This is not the first time he has made a trophy like the God Scorpion.
But compared to the human race and spine life's necessary demand for the middle-bone dragon, the gods can't see much effect.
For example, if the same encounter occurs to the spinal cord, not to mention uprooting it, even a simple touch and movement will cause them to be permanently paralyzed.
But for these gods, let alone being paralyzed, even pulling out the entire divine scorpion would not have too serious an impact on them.
Although it is impossible to launch an offensive as violently as when it was intact, simple actions will not be affected too much.
Especially the one at Zhang Ke’s feet:
At the moment when the entire spine was gradually being pulled out by Zhang Ke and bound by flesh and blood, without the most important arms, and only the complete legs were left, which could only swing like a swimming fish with splashing water, it was still possible to This river, which in other worlds could be called an ocean, was turned upside down.
This vitality alone is worthy of praise!
Of course, this is just Zhang Ke's insignificant thought divergence when he was concentrating on obtaining this divine scorpion.
When a clear "pop!" sound sounded from under him, like opening a bottle, the moment he lost his resistance, Zhang Ke's body shook unexpectedly for a moment.
When he stabilized his body in the next moment, the divergent thoughts in his mind disappeared.
Although it is said that Bishi is an ancient god who holds the power of death, and the mutilated appearance and the smelly and unpleasant black water flowing like the Styx make people feel repelled.
But what surprised Zhang Ke was that his scorpion was extremely clean!
There are no shreds of meat, no tendons, and nothing sticky and unsightly!
The whole body is as dark as ink jade, and the corners of the bones are rounded and smooth. The gleaming light emanating from the inside out is like a treasure handed down from generation to generation, exuding a bewitching beauty.
"That's it?"
Zhang Ke grabbed the scorpion and shook it, then inserted it into the river beach next to him, and then rinsed his hands in the turbid river in disgust.
That's how bad these relics of the gods are.
After being detached from the subject, it will possess superficial and mechanical wisdom like a living creature, instinctively seeking opportunities to shine.
Of course, this so-called light and heat is not used as a basic material, but an attempt to integrate with living creatures and live another life.
This is the so-called seizing the body!
Of course, maybe the gods themselves don't bother to seduce a mortal or a lowly being, but the instinct of the gods will prompt all of this to happen, and more importantly, the lowly beings cannot resist the passage of time carried by the gods' relics. precipitation.
When thousands of years of memories are accumulated in a short-lived insect jackal that only lives for a few decades and does not die suddenly, success or failure is clear at a glance.
Of course, if you have a chance encounter or the confidence, it will be another outcome
Zhang Ke is naturally the weaker side according to the analogy, but what he is carrying cannot be tempted by this incomplete concept of death.
As for collecting, Diyou is no longer what it used to be.
He is no longer the bumpkin who greedily collects gold and silver and stores them in seals. It’s just a sacred bone.
"Boom!"
When the incomplete, densely serrated knife tip pierced the corpse's body like a dead pig on a cutting board, the bright silver broken knife seemed to have the shadow of a roaring tiger flickering in it.
Hearing this tiger's roar, Zubizhi, who had already had his recovery and was preparing to face death, started struggling crazily again. The fierce force was even three points stronger than when Zhang Ke dismantled the divine scorpion. Shen even almost escaped from his grasp with this thing.
But immediately after, the six arms were used together, as if they were cast from alloy, and the huge arms like mountains firmly fixed it in place.
As the dark red blood lines on the broken knife followed the tiger's mouth that was submerged in the handle of the knife, the ferocious struggle of the corpse was also fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, he acted as a bystander from beginning to end, driving his decaying realm to look at the scene of men on top of men in the river, and his throat slid with difficulty.
He certainly did not misunderstand.
But there’s no mistaking it.
The ancient ferocious soldier who once harmed countless ancient gods in the wilderness and made all the gods fearful has appeared again!
Even before this, many beings already knew that it was not only Xingtian's Qianqi suit that fell into the hands of Zhang Ke, but also Chi You's famous soldier-Hu Po!
But rumors are always more shocking than witnessing them with your own eyes.
Watching the old friend who has been with him for countless years have a broken knife stuck in his body, witnessing with his own eyes his flesh, blood, mana, true spirit, and everything else being chewed up by the greedy tiger, even Shebi who is used to the vicissitudes of life The corpse couldn't help but feel a chill!
He could not imagine how much pain the corpse must have endured in such a scene of bone-breaking and marrow-sucking.
But the only thing that is known is that when Hu Po burped and was pulled up again from the pile of discarded ash, there was no trace of Shebi Corpse within the scope of Zhang Ke's spiritual thoughts.
"Run away now?"
In a flash, he appeared near the initial battlefield and cut off the shadow-shielding figure with a tiger soul. Looking at the disillusioned ancient god's body and the power that quickly dissipated, Zhang Ke raised his eyebrows in surprise. .
Is it really moral to just throw away the ashes of your companions without hurting your sinuses?
Yes, Zhang Ke does not deny that the existence of Shebi Zhi did give him a lot of help. The bloodline progress that was temporarily raised to 17.3 during the entire battle allowed him to suppress Jubi Zhi so easily, even after abandoning his weapon. The main factor that can kill the opponent with a knife later.
This is enough to prove that Shebishi doesn't have much evil thoughts towards him.
At least it's not the kind that screams to kill!
But as the best assister, it would be a bit ungrateful for him to thank him personally after the battle.
Of course, he definitely does not feel sorry for the thousand years of life that was sucked away by the Shebi Corpse during this period (the timing of future generations), but simply expresses his sincere gratitude.
[Dungeon broadcast: You killed Jubizu—the god of death and destiny (conceptual endowment/immortal body)
Based on the weight of Zibi Zombie's authority in the current copy (1/3 death; 1/2 destination), your reputation has been improved accordingly. Your prestige in Beishan Jing has been greatly improved. The human race in the current area has learned about it. Your legend, your progress in Beishan's respect for the human race has increased by 30.7%, and the current overall progress of the human race is 10.9%
Based on the death of the zombies and the brutal killing method, your impression among the gods has dropped significantly. You have been marked by the gods of the Wilderness (Re-enactment) Day and Night War. The related hatred level has increased, and the index range has increased. The difficulty level of the dungeon has increased moderately.
Based on the character's legend, you gain one point of legend. You won the title Pioneer - Spark (gold/legendary quality/can grow)
Pioneer——Spark
Type: Legendary title of ascending to the gods/permanent/unique
Quality: Gold
Related description: From the first sprout of life in the world, to the struggle for hegemony among the gods in the early wilderness, to the first time humans walked upright, you have experienced a lot. The years change and the nights are long. Young humans are always active at the bottom of the food chain due to their strong reproductive capacity.
The first son of the tribe bravely took the first step into the wilderness, and his astonishing feat of killing the gods lit the first bonfire in this long night.
Start your great legend now!
If heaven had not given birth to you, humanity would have been like a long night!
Effect: When you face a divine/authority-type creature, you will receive an additional +1 mental shock (brutal/ferocious direction). When you engage in a divine battle, it depends on the number of enemies and an authority-like aura. With the suppression effect, you can get a 10%~50% reduction in negative effects, and an additional +1% temporary gain for all attributes.
The relevant gain effects fluctuate based on the number of gods absorbed by the title, but in the end it cannot exceed 100% of the basic attributes of the body (without gain)
You automatically gain the respect and favor of the human race, and receive maximum help without damaging the potential of the human race. You have the right to command the human race, and your words are always like a breath of fresh air, making it easier for others to believe.
Humanoid life, the above effects of humanoid life are discounted by 70%, but the first impression is fixed as friendly.
Additional effect of Spark: Your image is more easily known by highly inspired human individuals who are in hardship and despair!
ps: Due to the special nature of the current dungeon, players cannot obtain loot. Appropriate channels have been matched to distribute rewards to players, and the game will take back the dead corpses to avoid affecting the normal progress of the dungeon.]
The prompt message from the game came unexpectedly belatedly.
When Shebi Zhi was far away, when Zhang Ke's passionate bloodline gradually declined, and all the life that had been fostered by the seedlings returned to its original form, dense information appeared on his retinas.
At the same time, Zhang Ke's body suddenly bloomed with thousands of golden lights.
The human king suit that he had forgotten and disliked appeared out of thin air and tacked onto Zhang Ke's body. Strong darkness and crazy malice suddenly spread out in the air. The earth, which had been crushed by the two giant gods, was in this deep darkness. In an instant, it became riddled with holes.
It was as if locusts were passing through, leaving dense tooth marks on the surface of everything.
But these greedy and terrifying auras did not harm Zhang Ke.
After a moment of expansion, all the evil thoughts converged and turned into a pair of arms.
Some of them are incomplete, some are stained with mottled blood, some are as skinny as firewood, and some are as white and tender as jade, gently falling on the armor, using their nails, flesh, and bones to rub the remaining parts of the armor. The part that is not filled.
He could clearly feel the force on these palms gradually increasing, but it was not enough to hurt Zhang Ke through the armor.
Like a moth to a flame, the friction continued until the first crisp sound of breaking resounded in his ears, followed by dense cracking sounds.
Those palms and arms were carving on the metal armor with their incomplete limbs dripping with blood.
The armor, which was so great that it was difficult to leave marks on the surface, was now scratched with superficial marks by these small and delicate palms. The messy scratches and the indentations filled with blood showed a A simple but bright smile.
With the full cooperation of these "craftsmen", this semi-finished armor that Zhang Ke had forgotten for a long time is being quickly completed.
The armor that once provided little defense against greatness is rapidly becoming thicker, stronger, and unbreakable with the help of countless vague smiles.
In fact, to the outside world, the sudden darkness came and went away just as quickly.
In just the time it takes an ordinary person to drink a glass of warm water, the darkness that almost enveloped Zhang Ke's body has already faded away, leaving only a few relatively intact ones that are still grinding their own stumps in order to leave a clearer mark on the armor. traces.
Zhang Ke, who had never been impatient, was extra calm this time as he waited for these "craftsmen" to fill in his shoes. He watched in silence as the last arm carved a vague shape of a woman with a charming smile on his chest.
Compared with other "craftsmen" who only have faces left, it is very greedy.
Greedily trying to permanently engrave a woman on Zhang Ke's body, trying to make her existence immortal, but unfortunately, it only has one forearm, even if it has been delayed as much as possible, and the depth has been reduced as much as possible, the residual body Nor can it support its broad ambitions.
Finally, when the last ray of evil thoughts entangled in the flesh and blood disappeared, the remaining bones quickly turned into dust and were blown away by the cold wind in the sky.
At this moment, both Zhang Ke and the many eyes that had been focused on him inside and outside the dungeon fell into a deathly silence.
Anyone can see that this is a reward from the destiny of the human race. It is a segmented reward that is different from previous human kings and is carried out after communication in the game.
And this reward is not much.
It just barely managed to welcome this human king armor in from the threshold of greatness. Until everything is over, it is still a semi-finished product, and there is still a long way to catch up before similar works.
But, if possible, they would rather this thing not be so realistic.
The sentimentality of the human race is due to nature. Their strong emotions and desires and exaggerated reproductive ability made them destined to become the most important component in the world the moment they appeared.
Heaven and earth need their ability to cultivate true spirits, the gods need their faith, and all things rely on them to piece together the ecological link.
But rich emotions are also a double-edged sword. Irritability, irritability, greed and lust, and never-ending desires make humans continue to hurt themselves. Inflated thoughts make war become eternal from the moment the human race appears.
The unwilling resistance gradually expanded from the same race to the category of all things. They, who were once at the bottom of the food chain, began to set their sights on their own heads.
The situation in the outer realm may be better. After all, barbarism, selfishness and other traits have long been injected into human beings by the gods in their early days.
But Wilderness is different from Kyushu.
The inheritance from generation to generation, heroes one after another, long before the Sui people, there was no shortage of provocations from the brave, and the emergence of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors was more like a near-death struggle that accumulated countless years of human race heritage.
Against all odds, the barbaric human race won!
In this way, there are songs that man can conquer heaven, and there are also declarations by princes and generals that they should live in peace.
However, the prosperity of the living is not shared with the dead. Even if subsequent human races have developed incense, ancestor gods and sacrificial procedures, only a few people may be able to obtain such opportunities.
The power of faith and emotion can only work when gathered together, and sporadic incense can barely maintain the immortality of the soul.
What's more, as generations pass by, some people are always forgotten, and there are even more ordinary people who are never remembered.
In this way, when these malices immersed in despair and resentment find a channel of comfort, when the destined chosen one is still a naughty child with strong empathy. Even if the figure is still bowing his head and keeping silent.
But in anticipation of many eyes, a more violent and cruel cloud has gradually enveloped the world
(End of chapter)